People who switch pronouns in songs to no-homo the situation are so funny. The idea literally never even occurred to me as a kid. Couldn’t be me. I am a woman scorned. I am a man who had his heart broken. I am a guy who hates his hometown. I’m a country boy, I’m a city girl. I’m a slut. I’m addicted to cocaine. It’s a song, man.
Awwwww
Mine is focused and bold
Checked out my Spotify Wrapped and this is my ‘audio aura’
What’s yours?
Awwwwwww
I made a baby Leo plush! He’s a lil burger shaped guy. He can stand, sit, and sploot! I’ll be releasing the pattern in my shop at a later date along with a few Leo plushies!
I’m just gonna leave this here.
(I watched Spider-Man: Homecoming last night.)
Happy Birthday, Anthony Edward Stark! (May 29th, 1970)
But by this logic if you have bad skin you are against trans rights.
That seems...unfair.
Im surviving solely off of books, coffee and maladaptive daydreaming
Lord Dregg: Do you fleshlings know who I am? I am Lord Vringath Dregg. Ruler of planet Sictoid. Lord of all insect life in the universe! And bringer of your deaths.
Raph: Uh, can you hold on a second? I just got a phone call from someone named I DON'T GIVE A FLYING-!!
Donnie: That's great! Thanks Raph! Nice diplomacy there.
This is amazing 🥰❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
Tags: Bio dad Tony, Kid Peter, Peter meets the Avengers for the first time, Mention of injury.
Summary:
Steve shifted his attention to her and the two of them shared a look. Whatever he seemed to be looking for in her endless green eyes, he didn’t find. He sighed, giving up. The captain opened his mouth, about to say something when the doors to the lab slid open and he was interrupted with a sob.
Their heads snapped in that direction, instantly on alert.
Steve watched confused as Agent Coulson walked in, a crying child in his hands, both looking distressed. He glanced at Banner, expecting to find some form of regnesion on the man’s face but he found nothing. The man looked as confused as Steve felt. Natasha didn’t seem affected at all either. She remained expressionless as always, eyes trained on the crying child. A well hidden flash of curiosity appeared momentarily on her face, Steve barely caught it.
“What happened?” Tony asked, sounding panicked. He rushed to step forward, putting his hands out to accept the crying boy into his own arms.
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